The weather was a bit gloomy.
The sky was dark, and a few black clouds drifted across it.
It looked like a heavy rain was about to fall no matter how you looked at it.
“I’m going out for a bit to pick up the cake.”
Lu Mo had changed her clothes and was ready to head out.
“Maybe go a little later?”
Feili glanced at the sky outside and said, “It looks like it might rain soon.”
Lu Mo shook her head. “I can make it back before it rains.”
“How about… I go?”
Feili spoke.
“It’s fine. The cake shop isn’t far from here.”
Lu Mo politely declined. “Besides, you’re the star today. How could I let the star go pick up her own cake?”
“Then… all right.”
Feili could not win against Lu Mo and had no choice but to agree.
“But you must come back early. Be careful not to get soaked by the rain…”
“Okay, don’t worry, I won’t.”
As Lu Mo spoke, she pushed open the door and walked outside.
When she closed the door, she did not forget to turn back and smile at Feili.
As the door closed, only Feili remained alone in the house.
“Phew—”
She smiled, turned over, and looked up at the ceiling.
Only then did Feili finally drop her act and flop down onto the sofa.
“What will this year’s cake be like?”
“What kind of wish should I make?”
“A birthday, huh…”
“And that mysterious gift… what is it?”
The more she thought, the more expectant she became, and she rubbed her hands together in anticipation.
Before long, she sat up again.
She wiggled her fair, delicate little feet and waited for Lu Mo.
She still really wanted to spend her birthday with Lu Mo.
But…
“When Lu Mo comes back later, I absolutely must not act too excited.”
“Feili, be composed. Be composed. You can’t be seen as a child at a time like this.”
She told herself.
She still had to suppress her emotions.
She pretended to be very mature in front of Lu Mo and not care much about her birthday.
And just as she was thinking that.
“Drip—”
“Drip—”
Outside the window, the sound of raindrops falling began again.
“Ah!“
“It’s really raining?”
Feili looked out the window and was suddenly startled.
“But fortunately, it’s only light rain…”
Seeing that the rain outside was very light and could stop at any moment, Feili finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Splash—”
Just then, a strong wind blew in, making the curtains flutter.
And Feili soon heard the sound of paper being blown away.
She looked toward the source of the sound.
The study.
At that moment, the study window was wide open.
On the desk, Lu Mo’s manuscript pages were being scattered by the wind.
“Oh no!”
Seeing this, Feili immediately ran to the study.
She closed the window in time before the papers could be soaked by rain or fly out the window.
After that, she bent down and began picking up the scattered pages.
And just as she sorted some papers and was about to put them back on the desk, Feili also saw the notebook Lu Mo had recently taken out and was rereading and annotating.
“Hm?”
She inexplicably felt that the notebook looked somewhat familiar.
That was…
The notebook that recorded Codename: Prometheus
“That notebook… the one that happens to share the same name?”
Feili murmured.
Even now, she was still convincing herself that it was all just a coincidence.
She tried hard not to look at what was written in the open notebook, wanting to put the manuscript pages back and leave quickly.
But as if possessed, in the end, she still unconsciously took a glance.
“Activation.”
“The Egg of Dusk.”
She saw what was written on the two open pages of the notebook.
“Activation…”
In her mind, the man’s words from that time echoed again.
“A dead egg.”
Because it was a dead egg.
That was why he had to search for a way to activate it.
She suddenly felt a pain in her heart.
No.
It was just a coincidence that the names were the same, with only a little related content.
This should also be a coincidence.
Feili told herself.
But at that moment, she tremblingly reached out to the notebook and flipped through several pages in a row.
“I believe this should be an egg left by the Sacred Phoenix.”
“Because its color is beautiful, just like the sky at dusk, I’ll call it the Egg of Dusk.”
“If it cannot be activated, could the substance inside be extracted directly and turned into flame?”
“I will use it to cure my daughter.”
No.
No…
The more she flipped, the more Feili’s hands trembled violently.
The conversation…
This notebook was left behind by the man from back then!
It all matched up!
That was not a coincidence.
The contents of the notebook seemed, at this moment, to all match the conversations in her memory!
She put the notebook back on the desk and pressed hard on her temples.
Feili suddenly felt a little dizzy.
Her face looked somewhat pale at this moment.
She did not know whether it was because of the weather or the influence of her current mood.
At this moment, she actually felt somewhat breathless.
The notebook was left by the man.
And Lu Mo was the daughter the man spoke of.
The girl those people spoke of, who could become a proxy of a god.
But there were still many things that did not add up, right?
Why would a girl who could become a proxy of a god be injured like this?
Her talent was crippled, and she would die if the flame in her chest went out?
And why had Lu Mo raised her?
And why was she so good to her?
Was it because Lu Mo had broken with those people?
Even now, Feili still preferred to believe Lu Mo.
Lu Mo would absolutely never lie to her.
That gentle, strong girl who had accompanied her for so many years, how could she…
She took deep breaths, trying to calm herself.
“Huff… huff…”
But when she looked carefully at the notebook again, behind that page, she saw…
Different handwriting.
It was different from the man’s sloppy yet free-spirited handwriting.
The handwriting was very delicate and elegant, looking like a girl’s writing.
It was Lu Mo’s.
Why?
Why had Lu Mo suddenly taken out this notebook and scribbled in it?
Feili quickened her page turning.
More of Lu Mo’s handwriting appeared before her eyes one after another.
Lu Mo’s handwriting was mainly concentrated on content related to flame cultivation and extraction.
Feili finished flipping through the notebook, and soon turned her gaze to the pages of manuscript in her hands.
She looked at those manuscript pages.
The more she turned the pages, the more her pupils contracted, and she felt a kind of… piercing pain.
Those manuscript pages represented Lu Mo’s recent research direction.
And Lu Mo’s research content was…
The separation and fusion of exotic flames.
“And the only cure for the injury is to find a flame seed with a sufficiently strong rank, but whose flame is still weak and newly born.”
At this moment, Feili suddenly recalled what the City Lord of Yanhui had told her, the only method to heal Lu Mo’s injury.
The injured person could fuse with part of the flame seed to suppress the injury, then cultivate the remaining flame seed to make it grow stronger continuously.
Because the flame seeds shared the same origin, she could fuse with a part of the stronger flame seed after some time, further suppressing the injury while increasing her own capacity.
Until finally, she fused with the last part of the flame after it had fully grown…
And could it be that Lu Mo raised her in order to reach the heavens in one step?
Within Lu Mo’s body was the flame from back then.
Thereby…
She would fully recover and truly control that kind of flame.
“Drip—”
“Drip—”
At that moment, the sound of the door opening rang out, and a figure came in somewhat bedraggled.
The rain grew denser and heavier.
Lu Mo had returned.
“Phew… I finally made it back before the rain got heavy.”
Lu Mo murmured.
“Feili, I brought the cake back~”
As she spoke, she looked up, but did not see Feili in the living room.
“Feili?”
Lu Mo spoke, looking a little confused.
She walked forward and finally saw Feili’s figure in the study.
Feili’s body was trembling at this moment.
Her hands tightly gripped those manuscript pages, and she said nothing.
Lu Mo realized what Feili was looking at.
“Fi… li?”
And Feili suddenly raised her head.
Their gazes met at this moment.